his arms grew into
seaweed, sinking deeply down
becoming silt, and
taking root, and now
ebbing bubbles, oxygen
and shards of morning
refract his being,
piercing waves he created --
the ripple effect
muddling news of
boats with rudders pointing toward
some place that once felt
safe, secure, and real,
solid as earth giving way
beneath feet, anchored
***
Copyright © 03/17/2017 by Christy Munson. All rights reserved.
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Comments (6)
Fantastic!!!❤️❤️💕
Those shifting sands - solid, safe and not, the uncertainty of it all.
I like this one a lot! "and shards of morning refract his being" I particularly like that phrase, but the whole thing is well done.
and shards of morning refract his being, piercing waves he created Oooo, these lines were my favourite! Loved your poem!
Wow a series of connected Haikus in a poem about connection and disconnection. Striking and original!
That's wonderful!😍